"Built me one of them racin mowers...and I'll be damned if it didn't win the tillatoba grand prix last week...man, I was in heaven. They had fresh cooked chitterlings, woo I ate a gourd-full...had to run to the Porto poddy soon afterwards...thought my O was gonna blow, that damn Copenhagen always make me have to sit on the ole throne...well, see here... i busted up in that thing bout to blow... and Woooooweee!!!hot damn boy, my bess pig was in there sittin on MY throne...well, needless to say, but necessary to splain, I had to find me sum new britches."
